Chapter 104: 4 professors
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In the center of the auditorium, hundreds of candles are burning, and the weather on the ceiling is like black velvet, with no star visible.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood among the Gryffindor crowd, whispering to each other.
"Harry, are your forms completed?" Hermione asked him.
"Almost." Harry said vaguely, and to be honest, he only filled out a third of the form.
Half a month ago, after the last duel class, Hermione told him that the spark from the tip of the stick was a sign that the disarming spell was about to succeed. So when he returned to the common room, he couldn't help but drag Ron to practice with him for half of the time. Hours.
It had been unsuccessful, and Ron, who was so sleepy, asked him to think of himself as Malfoy, and Snape was fine.
As a result, he successfully used the Disarming Curse.
Hermione, who heard the news the next day, was very envious of it, "Harry, you are a genius! I dare say that no one of her age can do this."
Harry said embarrassedly, "I have a special feeling for this spell."
The little witch picked up a piece of paper from her schoolbag, "Let's go through the evaluation criteria given by Professor Haipu."
Harry was silly in the same place: "Her, Hermione, I haven't had time to see..."
……
In the auditorium.
Ron couldn't help but interject: "Harry's disarming spell is already very proficient, and he can succeed eight or nine times in ten times, unlike me..." He suddenly grumbled: "Success once or twice in ten times."
Hermione took out the parchment from her robe, and the table above was filled with Dangdang data. She said anxiously, "Although I can use it, this, this, and this standard are just up to the standard. What if I wake up one day and suddenly stop working?"
Neville, who had been listening for a long time, asked Hermione humbly: "Hermione, what should I do if the form is filled and I haven't mastered the spell?"
Hermione: "Uh..." After a long pause, she said uncertainly: "Have you tried the decomposition exercise?"
"Of course I tried, but I failed two-thirds of the items..." Neville's round little face was wrinkled, and said pitifully, "I'm too stupid, maybe Professor Snape didn't say anything. wrong."
"Don't be discouraged, Neville. I can help you sort out the parts you are not good at." Hermione said.
"Thank you, thank you, Hermione."
Harry also comforted him and said, "Navi, we can practice together."
"Just don't care about Snape, your herbal medicine class is great." Ron said. "Navi, believe in yourself, you are a gem that has not been polished, one day you will shine."
Frankly speaking, after Lockhart's trial, he just opened his mouth when he said good things.
Nawei's face quickly turned red, even a little flattered.
He was a little embarrassed, and squabbled: "I just like to play with flowers and plants. Grandma keeps a lot of flowers. I take care of the holidays."
"Look, this is your strength." Harry encouraged him.
On the other side, Felix stood at the entrance of the auditorium, waiting for the arrival of several professors.
Professor Flitwick arrived first. He changed into his usual wizard robe, dressed in a close-fitting men's gown, and his hair was very ironed.
"Felius, you look great today." Felix praised.
Flitwick was in a good mood, "Thank you, Felix. This is what I wore when I won the duel championship."
The two chatted at random.
"Felix, is there any progress in your research on that magic?"
"It can barely be used, but to be honest, it is so incomplete. I can even say that it is a simplified spell mixed with ancient magical thoughts..."
"Ahem! Felix, there is no way, there are not many ancient magics that can be passed down completely."
The two discussed the feasibility of re-engraving ancient magic, but it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. They have too little information at hand, and there is no general research idea in the magic world.
Felix felt that if he had enough magic texts, one day he would be able to restore this magic very easily.
I just don’t know it will take a few years.
He has quietly lowered the priority of this matter, ready to go with the flow.
Soon, Professor McGonagall and Snape came together, perhaps because Felix's eyes were too obvious, Snape couldn't help but stab him. "What's in your mind, Felix?"
"It's nothing, I just thought you would count the time to come over." He said embarrassedly.
The four professors arrived, and Felix started talking about the business: "My idea is that this duel class is mainly about presentation. The four of us respectively introduced our views on the best part of the duel."
"In subsequent courses, I will invite different professors in stages so that you can fully explain your ideas."
Flitwick was the first to say, "Of course it's okay."
Others have no objection.
So when the four professors appeared in the auditorium at the same time and stepped onto the gilded ring, the little wizards all had shocked expressions.
Ron groaned, "What day is today?"
The audience flew the pot in excitement, and hundreds of students were talking buzzingly. Ravenclaw and the little wizard in Gryffindor burst into violent applause, welcoming the dean of their college.
"Why didn't you see Professor Sprout?" a sophomore Hufflepuff wizard asked.
"Ernie, Ms. Sprout doesn't care about this..." a senior said.
The other three professors did not speak tacitly, and looked at Felix at the same time.
Felix stood up, and he blessed himself with a loud voice: "It is a great honor for us to invite Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick today. They are not hesitating to show you more possibilities for duels~www.novelhall.com ~Cheers, little wizards!"
There was thunderous applause from the audience, as if it was a festival, Harry's slap was red.
"You said, did Snape want to do it?"
"Although I think you think too much, but this idea is really good!"
Next, after some resignation, Professor McGonagall stayed in the ring, and the other three retreated to the stage.
Flitwick pulled out a handkerchief, turned it into a high platform, and stood on it by himself.
Professor McGonagall clasped his hands tightly together. She looked at everyone with a serious expression, and the crowd gradually calmed down.
Everyone was curious about what she would say, after all, in their hearts, Transfiguration had little to do with duels.
Professor McGonagall cleared his throat, looked at all the students calmly and said: "Transfiguration is a profound magic subject, it can do many incredible things, in this regard, the best is your Principal Dumbledore. Up."
"This is new." Ron muttered in the audience. "Don't tell me, he defeated the Dark Lord with Transfiguration."
"Of course, that requires deep magical support. It is difficult for you to do this." McGonagall said, "The meaning of Transfiguration to you is not in the strength of power, but in the means to enrich you."
"The core of Transfiguration is change, change as you like."
Professor McGonagall drew his wand, raised his arm straight, and a chair piled in the corner flew over.
The chair turned into a **** cat in mid-air. It fell to the ground quickly and lightly. Following the command of Professor McGonagall's wand, the big cat circled her quickly.
The next second, it suddenly jumped up, its body swelled rapidly, and transformed into a majestic lion, with its golden mane reflecting fine light.
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In the center of the auditorium, hundreds of candles are burning, and the weather on the ceiling is like black velvet, with no star visible.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood among the Gryffindor crowd, whispering to each other.
"Harry, are your forms completed?" Hermione asked him.
"Almost." Harry said vaguely, and to be honest, he only filled out a third of the form.
Half a month ago, after the last duel class, Hermione told him that the spark from the tip of the stick was a sign that the disarming spell was about to succeed. So when he returned to the common room, he couldn't help but drag Ron to practice with him for half of the time. Hours.
It had been unsuccessful, and Ron, who was so sleepy, asked him to think of himself as Malfoy, and Snape was fine.
As a result, he successfully used the Disarming Curse.
Hermione, who heard the news the next day, was very envious of it, "Harry, you are a genius! I dare say that no one of her age can do this."
Harry said embarrassedly, "I have a special feeling for this spell."
The little witch picked up a piece of paper from her schoolbag, "Let's go through the evaluation criteria given by Professor Haipu."
Harry was silly in the same place: "Her, Hermione, I haven't had time to see..."
……
In the auditorium.
Ron couldn't help but interject: "Harry's disarming spell is already very proficient, and he can succeed eight or nine times in ten times, unlike me..." He suddenly grumbled: "Success once or twice in ten times."
Hermione took out the parchment from her robe, and the table above was filled with Dangdang data. She said anxiously, "Although I can use it, this, this, and this standard are just up to the standard. What if I wake up one day and suddenly stop working?"
Neville, who had been listening for a long time, asked Hermione humbly: "Hermione, what should I do if the form is filled and I haven't mastered the spell?"
Hermione: "Uh..." After a long pause, she said uncertainly: "Have you tried the decomposition exercise?"
"Of course I tried, but I failed two-thirds of the items..." Neville's round little face was wrinkled, and said pitifully, "I'm too stupid, maybe Professor Snape didn't say anything. wrong."
"Don't be discouraged, Neville. I can help you sort out the parts you are not good at." Hermione said.
"Thank you, thank you, Hermione."
Harry also comforted him and said, "Navi, we can practice together."
"Just don't care about Snape, your herbal medicine class is great." Ron said. "Navi, believe in yourself, you are a gem that has not been polished, one day you will shine."
Frankly speaking, after Lockhart's trial, he just opened his mouth when he said good things.
Nawei's face quickly turned red, even a little flattered.
He was a little embarrassed, and squabbled: "I just like to play with flowers and plants. Grandma keeps a lot of flowers. I take care of the holidays."
"Look, this is your strength." Harry encouraged him.
On the other side, Felix stood at the entrance of the auditorium, waiting for the arrival of several professors.
Professor Flitwick arrived first. He changed into his usual wizard robe, dressed in a close-fitting men's gown, and his hair was very ironed.
"Felius, you look great today." Felix praised.
Flitwick was in a good mood, "Thank you, Felix. This is what I wore when I won the duel championship."
The two chatted at random.
"Felix, is there any progress in your research on that magic?"
"It can barely be used, but to be honest, it is so incomplete. I can even say that it is a simplified spell mixed with ancient magical thoughts..."
"Ahem! Felix, there is no way, there are not many ancient magics that can be passed down completely."
The two discussed the feasibility of re-engraving ancient magic, but it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. They have too little information at hand, and there is no general research idea in the magic world.
Felix felt that if he had enough magic texts, one day he would be able to restore this magic very easily.
I just don’t know it will take a few years.
He has quietly lowered the priority of this matter, ready to go with the flow.
Soon, Professor McGonagall and Snape came together, perhaps because Felix's eyes were too obvious, Snape couldn't help but stab him. "What's in your mind, Felix?"
"It's nothing, I just thought you would count the time to come over." He said embarrassedly.
The four professors arrived, and Felix started talking about the business: "My idea is that this duel class is mainly about presentation. The four of us respectively introduced our views on the best part of the duel."
"In subsequent courses, I will invite different professors in stages so that you can fully explain your ideas."
Flitwick was the first to say, "Of course it's okay."
Others have no objection.
So when the four professors appeared in the auditorium at the same time and stepped onto the gilded ring, the little wizards all had shocked expressions.
Ron groaned, "What day is today?"
The audience flew the pot in excitement, and hundreds of students were talking buzzingly. Ravenclaw and the little wizard in Gryffindor burst into violent applause, welcoming the dean of their college.
"Why didn't you see Professor Sprout?" a sophomore Hufflepuff wizard asked.
"Ernie, Ms. Sprout doesn't care about this..." a senior said.
The other three professors did not speak tacitly, and looked at Felix at the same time.
Felix stood up, and he blessed himself with a loud voice: "It is a great honor for us to invite Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick today. They are not hesitating to show you more possibilities for duels~www.novelhall.com ~Cheers, little wizards!"
There was thunderous applause from the audience, as if it was a festival, Harry's slap was red.
"You said, did Snape want to do it?"
"Although I think you think too much, but this idea is really good!"
Next, after some resignation, Professor McGonagall stayed in the ring, and the other three retreated to the stage.
Flitwick pulled out a handkerchief, turned it into a high platform, and stood on it by himself.
Professor McGonagall clasped his hands tightly together. She looked at everyone with a serious expression, and the crowd gradually calmed down.
Everyone was curious about what she would say, after all, in their hearts, Transfiguration had little to do with duels.
Professor McGonagall cleared his throat, looked at all the students calmly and said: "Transfiguration is a profound magic subject, it can do many incredible things, in this regard, the best is your Principal Dumbledore. Up."
"This is new." Ron muttered in the audience. "Don't tell me, he defeated the Dark Lord with Transfiguration."
"Of course, that requires deep magical support. It is difficult for you to do this." McGonagall said, "The meaning of Transfiguration to you is not in the strength of power, but in the means to enrich you."
"The core of Transfiguration is change, change as you like."
Professor McGonagall drew his wand, raised his arm straight, and a chair piled in the corner flew over.
The chair turned into a **** cat in mid-air. It fell to the ground quickly and lightly. Following the command of Professor McGonagall's wand, the big cat circled her quickly.
The next second, it suddenly jumped up, its body swelled rapidly, and transformed into a majestic lion, with its golden mane reflecting fine light.
In the center of the auditorium, hundreds of candles are burning, and the weather on the ceiling is like black velvet, with no star visible. Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood among the Gryffindor crowd, whispering to each other. "Harry, are your forms completed?" Hermione asked him. "Almost." Harry said vaguely, and to be honest, he only filled out a third of the form.Half a month ago, after the last duel class, Hermione told him that the spark from the tip of the stick was a sign that the disarming spell was about to succeed. So when he returned to the common room, he couldn't help but drag Ron to practice with him for half of the time. Hours. It had been unsuccessful, and Ron, who was so sleepy, asked him to think of himself as Malfoy, and Snape was fine. As a result, he successfully used the Disarming Curse. Hermione, who heard the news the next day, was very envious of it, "Harry, you are a genius! I dare say that no one of her age can do this." Harry said embarrassedly, "I have a special feeling for this spell." The little witch picked up a piece of paper from her schoolbag, "Let's go through the evaluation criteria given by Professor Haipu." Harry was silly in the same place: "Her, Hermione, I haven't had time to see..."In the auditorium. Ron couldn't help but interject: "Harry's disarming spell is already very proficient, and he can succeed eight or nine times in ten times, unlike me..." He suddenly grumbled: "Success once or twice in ten times." Hermione took out the parchment from her robe, and the table above was filled with Dangdang data. She said anxiously, "Although I can use it, this, this, and this standard are just up to the standard. What if I wake up one day and suddenly stop working?" Neville, who had been listening for a long time, asked Hermione humbly: "Hermione, what should I do if the form is filled and I haven't mastered the spell?" Hermione: "Uh..." After a long pause, she said uncertainly: "Have you tried the decomposition exercise?""Of course I tried, but I failed two-thirds of the items..." Neville's round little face was wrinkled, and said pitifully, "I'm too stupid, maybe Professor Snape didn't say anything. wrong." "Don't be discouraged, Neville. I can help you sort out the parts you are not good at." Hermione said. "Thank you, thank you, Hermione." Harry also comforted him and said, "Navi, we can practice together." "Just don't care about Snape, your herbal medicine class is great." Ron said. "Navi, believe in yourself, you are a gem that has not been polished, one day you will shine." Frankly speaking, after Lockhart's trial, he just opened his mouth when he said good things.Nawei's face quickly turned red, even a little flattered. He was a little embarrassed, and squabbled: "I just like to play with flowers and plants. Grandma keeps a lot of flowers. I take care of the holidays." "Look, this is your strength." Harry encouraged him. On the other side, Felix stood at the entrance of the auditorium, waiting for the arrival of several professors.Professor Flitwick arrived first. He changed into his usual wizard robe, dressed in a close-fitting men's gown, and his hair was very ironed. "Felius, you look great today." Felix praised. Flitwick was in a good mood, "Thank you, Felix. This is what I wore when I won the duel championship." The two chatted at random. "Felix, is there any progress in your research on that magic?" "It can barely be used, but to be honest, it is so incomplete. I can even say that it is a simplified spell mixed with ancient magical thoughts..." "Ahem! Felix, there is no way, there are not many ancient magics that can be passed down completely." The two discussed the feasibility of re-engraving ancient magic, but it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. They have too little information at hand, and there is no general research idea in the magic world. Felix felt that if he had enough magic texts, one day he would be able to restore this magic very easily. I just don't know it will take a few years. He has quietly lowered the priority of this matter, ready to go with the flow. Soon, Professor McGonagall and Snape came together, perhaps because Felix's eyes were too obvious, Snape couldn't help but stab him. "What's in your mind, Felix?" "It's nothing, I just thought you would count the time to come over." He said embarrassedly.The four professors arrived, and Felix started talking about the business: "My idea is that this duel class is mainly about presentation. The four of us respectively introduced our views on the best part of the duel." "In subsequent courses, I will invite different professors in stages so that you can fully explain your ideas." Flitwick was the first to say, "Of course it's okay." Others have no objection. So when the four professors appeared in the auditorium at the same time and stepped onto the gilded ring, the little wizards all had shocked expressions. Ron groaned, "What day is today?" The audience flew the pot in excitement, and hundreds of students were talking buzzingly. Ravenclaw and the little wizard in Gryffindor burst into violent applause, welcoming the dean of their college. "Why didn't you see Professor Sprout?" a sophomore Hufflepuff wizard asked. "Ernie, Ms. Sprout doesn't care about this..." a senior said. The other three professors did not speak tacitly, and looked at Felix at the same time.Felix stood up, and he blessed himself with a loud voice: "It is a great honor for us to invite Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick today. They are not hesitating to show you more possibilities for duels~www.novelhall.com ~Cheers, little wizards!" There was thunderous applause from the audience, as if it was a festival, Harry's slap was red. "You said, did Snape want to do it?" "Although I think you think too much, but this idea is really good!" Next, after some resignation, Professor McGonagall stayed in the ring, and the other three retreated to the stage. Flitwick pulled out a handkerchief, turned it into a high platform, and stood on it by himself. Professor McGonagall clasped his hands tightly together. She looked at everyone with a serious expression, and the crowd gradually calmed down. Everyone was curious about what she would say, after all, in their hearts, Transfiguration had little to do with duels.Professor McGonagall cleared his throat, looked at all the students calmly and said: "Transfiguration is a profound magic subject, it can do many incredible things, in this regard, the best is your Principal Dumbledore. Up." "This is new." Ron muttered in the audience. "Don't tell me, he defeated the Dark Lord with Transfiguration." "Of course, that requires deep magical support. It is difficult for you to do this." McGonagall said, "The meaning of Transfiguration to you is not in the strength of power, but in the means to enrich you." "The core of Transfiguration is change, change as you like." Professor McGonagall drew his wand, raised his arm straight, and a chair piled in the corner flew over. The chair turned into a **** cat in mid-air. It fell to the ground quickly and lightly. Following the command of Professor McGonagall's wand, the big cat circled her quickly. The next second, it suddenly jumped up, its body swelled rapidly, and transformed into a majestic lion, with its golden mane reflecting fine light.
